Quarantined Poems - Poems about Quarantined

...Flesh fuels fire. Spirit yields. There's body-soul fusion. Springs up, will to power, and power to will illusion Narcissistic senses and sensations amalgamated Moral fibre, like worn-out dental ro......Read the rest...

...From Monsoon clouds, rain descends in shrouds, Thunder and Lightning, in fear we are enshrouded, When rain bids adieu, Sun's glow reappears, Rainbow graces the skies, allaying our fears. Bir......Read the rest...

...No-one notices, just like those passing shapes sunk mind deep in worlds whose gravity pulls life inwards towards a nowhere no larger than a screen. The real is detached. Thoughts, feelings, ......Read the rest...

...The missus served me high test coffee... Ah... tis nothing more heavenly (to one borne again devout atheist) then a spring like January 18th, 2023 here at Highland Manor apartments picturesqu......Read the rest...

...Almost three years ago from today December 20th, 2022 self quarantined misanthrope... pitched into purgatory wham! Ably cane resign eternal damnation (mine) courtesy devil specially engraved ......Read the rest...

...Happiness is a cherished memory revisited Recalling a time that can never be relived Childhood days when we were less inhibited Looking back, they seemed so short-lived. Remembering......Read the rest...

...Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing Ever since mine late boyhood when unstoppable coded cellular processes did segue I experienced abhorrence toward yours truly, an ......Read the rest...

...Aloof brother concedes duty evaded... Foremost gratitude heavenly indebted, jumbling kindling, linkedin mourning numbness overlaid, pervaded, quashed, routed thoroughly undermined vibrant warb......Read the rest...

...Somedays I feel so low, like I'm drowning and can't get air My chest hurts and regardless of how deep the breathe It's not enough air Suffocating in misery and sinking into thoughts of inadequacy ......Read the rest...

...ABC of my life in art Zealous is how I'll describe myself saying, You never truly know your limits till you set them. Xenial they'd say over the years I started poetry Writing yet no one cares......Read the rest...

...As a bouncing baby boy syne of tragic travails in the offing tolled courtesy analogous bell think Pavlov's employ; yours truly me mama's apron strings rolled secure around stubby fingers brought ......Read the rest...

...All In The Name Of "Progress" The wrecking ball long since demolished boyhood house zen located at 324 Level Road, a once nonagricultural, pastoral, rural residence, which soulful yen I call......Read the rest...

...i light a candle tonight i make cinnamon roll oatmeal the only company that i have is a homeless kitten i give her some milk we enjoy the quiet of the aging night we both need the calm and the ......Read the rest...

...NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE Imagine open heart surgery, imagine no blood used. Triple bypass, just beginning, blood later … still refused. Previous surgeries had several, but this one was near de......Read the rest...

...Resumption of daily/nightly constitutional I accompany my dark shadow... (many hours before edge of night, where twilight zone evokes night gallery), and resumed walking a circuit around perim......Read the rest...